Europa's Space Of Poetry

who is she, he asked, and as I read it, it made me laugh; the mystery was who is he, and I’ve thought about it thoroughly…

reflecting on the fact that, he said, “you have the power,” not knowing that those words hit my soul, making my mind devour such an opinion; then, I realized that it was indefinitely true! I definitely have dominion…

a Queen that reigns in my own world; see I looked back at me, and its been that since a little girl… so who are you? how can you give me butterflies, while making me blue…?